Recently I had a bit of a water bottle malfunction and emptied a half liter of Jersey's finest aquifer into my handbag. While Webster emerged unscathed from the depths of my purse, my moleskine did not survive. I was able to salvage a few quotes that must be documented before…
Rocco of the Dead
We're sitting on the couch, doing nothing particularly special, catching up on the DVR when suddenly Rocco starts taking rapid deep breaths with a look of complete repulsion on his face. Me (slightly panicked): What's wrong? Rocco (sounding like he's taking a lamaze class in slow mo'): Heeee. Hoooo. Heeee. …
Tired
I'm ridiculously lazy today. Completely pooped. I'd go dine on peanut butter cups for breakfast but I don't even have the energy to walk the whopping seven feet between my couch and my kitchen. I've had to pee for about 45 minutes now but if I can't make it seven feet…